I Am Oak Firm Hands
Bursts of vine from the tumbling trees
The best of luck from the crumbling beeswax
Both hands, both hands, both hands
Both hands, both hands, both hands
Both hands on your back pressed
Both knees on the back deck
Now I want something I can taste
I woke with a taste of indifference
Between my teeth, my teeth, my teeth
Both hands, both hands, both hands
Both hands, both hands, both hands
Both hands on your back pressed
Both knees on the back deck